Monday, November 23, 2009

How Long Does It Take For Silicon To Dry

another man (or the same) sets himself on fire and monitor the impact of its light

From zero to half the track IIa:

but no, look at my lady, 'What is death then it's not a great big thing you know? Certainly a bit 'of trouble gives it, is no easy task so simple that it slips away, like water, but all this worry ... even from birth ... I mean .. you are born that are just ... 4 years maybe? And now to hear to explain. But from what experience then get to explain the death. MA aspettiamolo a little time to address the problem .... Is there anything else? There is something else. AFTER. This
LATER, AFTER everyone with this ... as if in fact you could do something, there could be an after ... But then, I say, may have been bad for a hundred years in that is given, but it should just be punished for eternity. But anyone here has any idea how long be the Lord '? I remember as a kid and my mother just two eyes in alarm to tell me that the turtle that had flown from the balcony [than anything else I was thrown from the balcony] would no longer facing the aquarium. NO MORE '. This is because 'she was dead. DEAD, DEAD, DEAD. This does NOT want to accept that in the end ... there is simply an end. I spent half not even breathe, I understand the question. IO! THEN, the Lord wants us to tell the truth? IO, Camilla, I saved my turtle. SAL-VA-TA. He had a better life in those four or five seconds of flight in the tens of liters existence. Two strokes a wall. Two-legged one wall. 4 pareti.1 bottom and sky as the ceiling of the kitchen. IO CAMILLA I saved from itself. He understood my Lady? CAMILLA like you and me life is not whether you could give, but CAMILLA even death if he could give. She and I, my Lady, but yes, the death we can give him. Avoja.
Well ... it galvanizes me a little lady ', have patience, but the question of how dead I'm dead I'll take a little personal. Excuse me? Ah thanks. Then I hear of his death. I promise, but now I do not stop. In short, at 32. Not a gray hair, Madame. Not one. It was a Saturday, I had been to the barber and I had cut my hair, returning to house, my car was parked. I often have Perdomi me ... I WAS ... WE WERE say? Yes, yes it is true, however, the fool I was / am that I, I, I was a bit 'dazed and that to me ... I did not want to give her the fool will understand me ... I happened to run out of petrol. At the fourth time in the attempt, in vain, to defend myself I bought a 10 liter plastic tank. I kept driving. Me I can do I fill the gas station few meters into the house. A small independent house inherited from an aunt who died childless. With today's prices otherwise the lady and when I would be able to afford a house? We live in Italy, a nation of its young people do not really want to hear about it. Had ever of ideas and economic independence to implement them. Come out of the house the boys already 20 years and then
PREGNANT what living? What pride? What worries? NOOOOOOOOO SIGNORAAAAAAAAAAAAA mothers not to say that you're useless. Yes ... Yes .. Yes. OK BUT ... Yes. SI'VVABBENE ... the family is a sacred institution is true ... My Mother is the cornerstone of the family .. Yes .. Yes you are right ... BUT IN SHORT I WAS TALKING ABOUT THE DEATH OF MY WANTS TO HEAR ME?? Sorry sorry sorry ... sometimes I lose control and raise my voice ... continuous then ... Forgive me, forgive me .... I keep it is better. Then later at home and take an old rug design monochrome substantially, with a strange imagination concentric circles cut the transverse lines (design of IKEA Lady ... Oh yeah ... I am / was just a small program with an employee. What you think? "I do not have the money I mica ... We can not choose to escape the tax or not ... Yes I cmq are very nice things there too ... His daughter buy there? But BUY OR BUY?? No, no, sorry, sometimes I do terrible gaffe CMQ SIA ... It 's true some things are very nice. Enough, enough, enough, in fact two points and take the carpet to the entrance. I've put a bell'armadio entrance. I wanted big: eight doors. You never know you right? He said even my mum. Ah, there it is. Then I present it to him if he wants. Then eight doors in the central mirror that ... magnify the Environment, who was also a bit 'dark indeed, and that also allows me to give me a good look before exiting. A full-length. Yes, this world look greedy son of a voracious and insatiable ... Then put the rug in front and I sit staring at me. Not a gray hair. A bit of bacon. Miss him so much I swear. He says he realizes that he is lying, though now that we are disembodied?? Touchè.Touchè. Ok not really but little belly cmq a physical rather handsome. With this chest and I have to cut these back then ... with the ravings say? OK ... cut, cut. THEN TO ME THE HEAD ON JERRY and I am a little there staring at me. No I was undecided about what to do and was not afraid. SAYS THAT I WAS SCARED ? No BEWARE THE SWEAR I was afraid of a lot of things. Opinion that others might have of me. I was afraid of bad grades. For a time of dogs and dolls for another. Falling off a bridge. Especially falling off a bridge. BUT THE DEATH Nooooooo. And that is because I have always looked to the dark side of the moon, instead of searching for meaning in reassuring the beautiful part impregnated with light. I tried on the other side. And I found it. The WHERE I WOULD HAVE FOUND THE LIGHT? Mrs. What a strange question ... Anyway, I was blinded it in Piazza Bra, Verona, a few days before ... pass the gas station. I was there for work and had just bought an ice cream. I entered the square from a side street bearing on my right the two arcs of access to the ancient city. THE GIRL?? AS SA AND the child??

Thursday, November 19, 2009

How To Heal Bruises After Waxing

Bonus Track

In Japan, between tomorrow and another tomorrow.

Bonus Track

Episode 7 * 6

Not the end, not the end
Just Remember That Death Is Not The End
Not the end, not the end
Just Remember That Death Is Not The End.

The song was over. Grandma and Grandpa did not realize anything, one because he was not able brain, the second because of cataract.
Roger went to the engineer. Was poured on the floor in a fetal position. He was trembling. The large cross on his chest was cut out a stream of blood dense and dark, inexorably flowed to form a small pool where the slope was going to end.
"I do not want to know if there has been a man before me," said Alasondro Altoneen like to give him a terrific effort in his spiritual testament.
Roger would be the last person who was seen alive. The answer was a careless glance and a single word: "Sketch".
A sixth man, a strange, dachshund and compact incessamentemente wrote on a moleskine, protected from the rain from his chest hypertrophy. Milvia's pointed gaze into the soul. " Your opinions are bad. "he said. "All . Confirmed. It closed.

* The phrases in italics have been really spoken in Japanese land by real people. The six episodes that make up this little story they want to try to inserijavascript: void (0) re these measures otherwise scattered and unconnected in a coherent framework. The characters that appear, heavily caricatured, can not and will not therefore have no bearing on reality .

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Xbox Live Vision Cam Can It Be Used For Oovoo?

Neither the sea nor the forest.

In Japan, between tomorrow and another tomorrow.

Neither the sea nor the forest.

* Episode 6 of 6.

Roger fell to the last train was a few feet back and still thinking of how to reach the mountain resort where they spent the next two to three days. That idea did not sconfinferava much. At his age to life asked tons and tons and tons of action, meditation is so dear to his grandmother he was not really concerned. He looked again at the map. He concluded that there was understanding almost nothing, reached into his right pocket of his pants, pulled out and turned on his I-Touch. The player opted for the last track of an album of '95, Murders Ballads and he began to hum.
"And All That You
Held sacred Falls down and does not mend
Just Remember That Death Is Not The End ..."

version of the old Nick Cave was certainly more convincing than the original Dylan, Roger decided that as the theme for the next few minutes could also be good.
A few steps away, the glint of steel gleamed in Sicily in an intense day of the Japanese sun.
An old tradition common to Tokyo and Catania, Mount Etna and the Fuji, Zen gardens and the gardens of Naxos: the Katana that sees direct sunlight must drink the blood of the opponent. Tuttopube swung his sword twice over his head, waved near Charleston, ending the figure in a waiting position of absolute perfection and extraordinary balance. I watched
Milvia sighed ' "I think you have arms as a boy 70s ". The grandmother was apparently gone. After. Kaputt.
Roger sang constantly
" When you're standing on the crossroads
That you can not comprehend
Just Remember That Death Is Not The End ".

Altoneen squatted down and beginning to rummage in his bag he pulled out two old sticks. A horrible grin on his face was painted. The descendant of the giant short-sighted he had died of head trauma, the engineer Alasondro Altoneen.
Thousands of years of history, training, sweat preparing for their final battle in a Japanese car, a Daihatsu So between two crossover Toyota, a Honda Civic 3-door, a withered tree and a yellow train stop; nor the sea to the audience, or a centennial forest to circumscribe the ring, only a squalid and any parking.
same firm in a position of permanent alert, an arm in front of the sternum and the second, the right, along the left leg. Alasondro held tight the two sticks.
"Years and years of Wing Chung," she said quietly, "Every day I practiced against that stupid wooden puppet" panting and foaming rage by setting the blade drawn "in the silence and darkness I have improved my Kali. I fought and won 4 masters, I kicked ass in the ladies Sikaran. And that smacks of Panantukan. I have humiliated the master of Hubud Lubud and defeated in just 30 seconds Dumog the great wrestler. "paused" I am immortal, "he concluded by saying the last words very slowly, then jumped straight into the eyes of the opponent.
"Tuttopube shouted" You're tuttomorto.
"Oh watch Buddhini" said the grandmother quickening steps toward an altar nearby. She could also affect what was happening at the end but its obviously not senile dementia; preferred to another. He took Roger by the hand, leading him on. "The shintosimo? I like more and more Shintoism. E 'squat! " said the boy. He continued to sing
" When the storm clouds gather round you And heavy rains descend

Just Remember That Death Is Not The End
And there's no-one there to comfort you
With a helping hand to lend
Just Remember That Death Is Not The End ... "

The sky was suddenly covered with dense clouds and threatening. Altoneen The engineer made the first move against Tuttopube throwing fast. His Sinawali moving fast around the writhing body without having to provide any stable reference. The secret of his art was the turning movement on the central axis. As fast as lethal. Moving the sticks was whistling in the air as if to hurt her, violent stability. He looked like a typhoon in the Pacific. Irreversible. Infinity.
Tuttopube moves the Katana. A dry front moving from right to left top to bottom.
"God Force. "


* The phrases in italics have been really spoken in Japanese land by real people. The six episodes that make up this little story they want to try to inserijavascript: void (0) re these measures otherwise scattered and unconnected in a coherent framework. The characters that appear, heavily caricatured, can not and will not therefore have no bearing on reality.

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Short Poofy Pink Dresses

Kamikochi?